Janet snuck back into the room, locked the door, booted up her laptop, and started checking her e-mail. Then she frowned.

( cut for lengthy e-mails with General Not-A-Clone )

Janet ran back to the dorms after her clinic shift had finished, thankfully getting in before curfew.

What were you supposed to do when you couldn't talk, were exhausted from a run, and there were icky people out there trying to cut out hearts? Well, if nothing else, she could write e-mail.

( Dear Uncle George )

( To Carolyn Lam )

( cut for massive cranky!Janet linkdroppage )

( Gotta love Mackenzie. Right? Heh. )

( Are you Piper or Ms. Calendar? No? Then go away. )

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